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A tattoo artist can ink your fate onto your skin, but once drawn, it cannot be changed or undone.
Write a story about a character deciding whether to uncover their fate, or leave it open for change.
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The Fates. The tattoo parlour was known across the whole world. Queues of people would turn up outside for an unknown artwork that symbolised the rest of their entire life.
You had watched for years as a kid, watched the expressions of those who entered and their reactions afterward.
Some people remained as overjoyed and excited as they were when they entered. Others were red eyed and clawing...
As a tattoo artist, I have many stories of things I have tattooed. But when you produce special ink that changes people fates, the requests just get weirder.
The usual if a dollar sign for money or a heart for love. I once had someone you wanted a tombstone and I immediately said no to that.
One request they loved but so knew they were going to regret: a crown. It represents royalty. Last I heard,...
Inked seemingly from head to toe, the man in front of her had a wickedly intense gaze from which she could not tear away.
"What does that one mean?"
She tilted her head toward his forearm, painted with the intricacies of a tarot card. She knew nothing about those.
"The Wheel. Opportunity for fortune and... the like."
"Do you have any of its companions on you?"
He nodded almost imperceptibly...
I wanna be famous
She whispers
For what
I reply
I don’t know
She replies
So I paint a scene
On her thigh
I wish to be famous
She whispers
Be carefup what you wish for
I silently scream
I see her on the news
In orange
Height of 5’4
Guilty
Known for her crimes
Instead of her looks
She got what she wanted
But its not her desire...
I walked into the shop. I was uneasy because of all the skulls and dark themed decorations. My nostrils are attacked with the smell of tobacco smoke, incense, and plastic. I wasn’t sure why I was here. I didn’t particularly like the idea of having something on my body for the rest of my life.
“What are you looking for” the artist’s question startles me. “Uh, I’m not sure” I reply shakily. “I don’...
Silver lines
Trace my skin
Where to end
Or begin
Root of things
Buried deep
Which lies freed
Which to keep
Apple red
Drops of blood
Once clear future
Turned to mud
I made a promise
But let you down
Masquerade ball
Cage like gown
My smile
Painting a picture
Of deception
I was pure
Until I danced
Explained away
Bumps and bruises
To make you stay
Truth would scare you
Rip us apart
Let...
Callum stood in front of the tattoo parlour, contemplating. How insane would it be to just walk in? Plenty of people did it, whether their fate was positive or negative. Callum thought about what his tattoo could possibly be. Horrible death? Falling in love? Getting heartbroken?
"Callum!"
Callum jumped at the sound of his disapproving mother. The teen took one last look at the shop before turnin...
I don’t remember why I walked down that alley. It’s not the sort of thing I’d normally do - I wasn’t in the greatest part of town and the daylight was fading fast. Walking down dingy alleys in unfamiliar towns while shadows lengthen on the ground is the kind of thing that very annoying teenage girls do in scary movies. Not me. I’m not that type at all. I’m usually more of the “follow the map, get ...
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